This past weekend I went to the lovely New York City. What a treat it was. I got to see so many familiar sites and some terribly wonderful people. Here are just a few of the sketches.
Saturday, my friend Brigham and I took to Union Square. There, we came across those rambunctious protesters. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate people sticking it to the man but their failure to convey a decent Economic model left me apathetic to their enthusiasms. Brigham said they were just a bunch of dinguses. I think the pigeons agreed.
Man with bags
Brigham on the phone (arranging our plans to watch The Sting at the Jersey Loews)
Sunday, I went to church
Union Square 3rd Ward
Monday was a very special day. Jeffrey and I set out into the city armed with nothing but sketch books, pencils, and baseball mitts.
After we finished our drawings, we played catch in the shadow of the Brooklyn Bridge. We talked about the city, Washington Roebling, and our career goals.
After this sketch, Jeffrey and I brought the mitts out once again. We talked about cars, women, and baseball.
It was a lovely trip. Truly, New York has a most special place in my heart. And though I love the landmarks, the history, and the sass - the thing that makes it precious to me are my dear friends. Some were kind enough to pose for some blind portrait drawings.
Til next time, New York. Til next time.